Little Wei was speechless but couldn’t really say anything.
She had no choice but to follow along.
But before she could take two steps, she sensed something was off.
Right—it was like she couldn’t cross this hurdle.
Was this the legendary "ghost wall"?
But wasn’t that thing supposed to punish people?
Oh crap, did that ghost mistake her for a human?
Little Wei deeply regretted not following them inside earlier. Now it was too late—those terrifying ghosts were coming for her.
Wuwuwu.
Little Wei’s eyes welled up with tears.
"Big sis, I’m so scared," Little Wei whimpered, genuinely terrified.
Si: "..."
She loved making friends.
After raising that radish for so long, it was time for it to be useful.
"You look just like the village gossips right now," Si remarked.
"I’ll take you somewhere fun," she said.
However, everything she had just done was seen clearly by the two people in front of her.
Little Wei: "..."
This "Youyin" was practically handing herself over as cannon fodder.
"That fast?" Fu Yuanzhong was startled.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
"Sure, take me there," Little Wei said with a bright smile.
"Looks like another wasted trip. Meeting you is such a time sink—can’t even get a single reward," Fu Yuanzhong grumbled.
So, pretending not to recognize Youyin’s identity, Little Wei asked in a slightly panicked voice, "Where are you taking me?"
Nice, very nice.
Little Wei snorted at Si but didn’t dwell on it.
She shouldn’t be worried about Little Wei—she should be worried about the ghosts Little Wei encountered.
This was a dangerous topic. Fu Yuanzhong’s hair stood on end, and his eyes involuntarily flicked toward Youyin.
After all, these days, the dumber you were, the more likable you became.
"Get used to it, get used to it."
Having someone loop an arm around his shoulders made Fu Yuanzhong a little uncomfortable.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to find his wife across so many worlds without fail.
With one decisive swing of her staff, she absorbed all the ghost’s power.
Then she patted Fu Yuanzhong’s shoulder.
After all, Little Wei had her staff for protection. Worst case, she could just toss the radish—who was busy playing on its phone—into the ghost’s mouth to satisfy it.
"You can ask me things, but could you let go of me first?" Fu Yuanzhong’s skin was crawling.
Little Wei nearly choked on her anger at Si’s words.
Even Si was getting impatient with Little Wei’s sleazy expression.
Boom—
She still had to deal with the little ghosts, after all.
Wasn’t this just seeing a good buddy in high spirits?
"First time I’ve heard a ghost say it’s scared of ghosts," Si said dryly.
And then pretending to be Youyin to trick her? Please. She could recognize her wife’s soul fragment even if it turned to ashes.
"What kind of mindset is that? I’ll set you up with a girlfriend. Remember that girl you met before?"
This kid had potential.
"Oh," she replied, her enthusiasm waning.
"You looking for a girlfriend?" Little Wei rubbed her hands together.
"This thing of yours is really something," Fu Yuanzhong said, stepping closer to Little Wei with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
It made Fu Yuanzhong break out in a cold sweat.
"Of course," Little Wei preened, practically wagging an invisible tail.
But she wasn’t worried about anything happening.
"Maybe she just thinks you look like an idiot?" Si said to Little Wei.
"Huh?" Little Wei was confused.
Then she turned to Si and complained, "Is this ghost trying to scam me like I’m stupid?"
Thinking this, Little Wei hooked an arm around Fu Yuanzhong’s shoulders and gave his right shoulder a pat.
The moment he spoke, Little Wei knew—this guy had recognized her as the one clinging to Jiang Chu back then.
Little Wei stared at Youyin, her lips twitching.
Little Wei condemned this behavior in the strongest terms.
Ghosts who could cultivate spiritual energy had done great deeds in their past lives. And this staff? Clearly a natural counter to ghosts.
Fu Yuanzhong’s lips twitched, but he didn’t react further.
She was just trying to do her job properly.
Crude but not wrong.
"Uh," Youyin was also startled.
Given Fu Yuanzhong’s personality, the two of them could become great buddies.
What a load of bull!
But she didn’t care about details. As long as this thing wasn’t scary-looking, she had nothing to fear.
Because that guy was way too good at pretending.
Too easy. It felt easier than cracking sunflower seeds. Youyin suddenly realized her earlier worries were just paranoia.
He refused to accept this rom-com male lead trope with a ghostly twist.
Was her life not worth anything?
"Why are you just standing there? Come with me," Youyin said, reaching out.
And this ghost was supposed to be troublesome. Now what? How was she supposed to explain this to the boss?
This was not okay—in a game, this would be report-worthy.
Just because he didn’t read novels didn’t mean he could be bullied.
The "Youyin" flashed another eerie smile. But the moment she turned, Little Wei’s staff came crashing down on her head.
Pretty sharp.
This was about to break his record for fastest mission completion.
"No thanks. My mindset isn’t that broad. I’m not into dating," Fu Yuanzhong rejected Little Wei outright.
What the hell? He was just out here doing a job—why was he running into this creepy nonsense?
"Hey, kid, relax. I just wanna ask you something."
Except for Yuan Qiaoqiao.
Little Wei: ???
I’m done. Just end me.
He didn’t even know if it was male or female.
Damn it.
Did this female ghost not see Youyin, who looked ready to murder someone?
"Fine, fine," Little Wei let go.
That hit packed a real punch.
"You know what you look like right now?"
He didn’t get why, but the murderous aura radiating from Youyin was aimed straight at him.
He even noticed Youyin’s face had turned green beside him.
"Hey," Little Wei put away her staff and forced what she thought was a casual smile.
Hilarious.
And the scariest part? A female ghost was hitting on him.
And just like that, Youyin had considered ditching her earlier. Now Si was outright done pretending and showed no tenderness, acting like some emotionless assassin. How was she supposed to live like this?
Little Wei’s legs were still shaking when she saw Youyin approach.
He couldn’t shake the feeling these two—human and ghost—had some shady secret.
Youyin’s smile was sweet, but there was something undeniably eerie about it.
Little Wei didn’t hold back at all.
Who liked smart people anyway? If you saw things too clearly, the boss would just treat you like a tool.
Too ridiculous.
Then Little Wei spotted the confused man and woman who had just appeared opposite her.
Little Wei wasn’t giving up that easily.
"Oh, you’re setting me up with that one?" Fu Yuanzhong wiped his brow.
Turns out he was overthinking it.
Right, since when did ghosts care about dating?
And judging by Little Wei’s power level, she’d clearly been dead for years.
"That one, huh..."
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
